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Menocal secured it himself and it's all a matter of record the deeds, the certificate to the state, and the rest." "Menocal got it, you say?" "Nobody else. Some time or other he must have expected to water Perro Creek ranch, which he owned until he sold it to Stevenson." "I knew he had that place," said the visitor, "but I didn't know it carried a water right from the Pinas.
Another instance of intervention was the objection by the United States to an employers' liability law that would have given a monopoly of the insurance business to a Cuban company to the detriment of American firms. After the election of Mario Menocal, the Conservative candidate, to the presidency in 1912, another occasion for intervention presented itself.
The Mexican ex-bandit jingled some dollars in his trousers' pockets. "I have enough to eat and drink," said he. "If the paper is good, if you will give me gold for it, then I will wait until I return. As you say, it's not so heavy to carry." "Bring it to me when you return. Mr. Menocal is very wealthy, very rich. He has much land and many sheep. Besides, he owns a bank full of gold and silver.
As the result of the elections was doubtful, Gomez and his followers resorted in 1917 to the usual insurrection; whereupon the American Government warned the rebels that it would not recognize their claims if they won by force. Active aid from that quarter, as well as the capture of the insurgent leader, caused the movement to collapse after the electoral college had decided in favor of Menocal.
"What have you been doing to bring you into Winship's office?" As Charlie continued to sit silent, he turned to the sheriff. "I'll explain, Mr. Menocal, but what I have to say won't be pleasant hearing for you," Lee stated, at a nod from Winship. "Take this chair, if you please." The banker sat down, heavily. He sighed, while his fat cheeks shook with a slight tremble.
On the contrary, he detested her detested her with all his heart, almost to hatred, utterly. "Will you be so kind as to come here?" Mr. Menocal inquired of Bryant. It was an afternoon in late January, and the banker, bundled in a great overcoat and numerous rugs, had reined his team to a halt at the spot where he found the engineer. The air was cutting.
"Be a good sport, Louise," Menocal pursued, in a tone intended to be wheedling. "Run upstairs and put on a party dress while I wait for you. You don't understand how much I want you to come along to this dance." His words were a little thick and stumbling. "Hush! Don't you see someone has come? You've been drinking; and you're sickening to me." "I don't care if someone is there!
"No; I propose to develop the ranch," the engineer answered, curtly. "Is the release made out? If it is, I'll be on my way." "It's too bad you refuse, too bad," Menocal said, with a lugubrious shake of his head. He called Isidro. The clerk placed a card before Bryant for his signature and gave him a check book.
Menocal appeared, to be sure, unable to comprehend the ethics involved in seeking to thwart Bryant, but he was scrupulous and honourable within his understanding. Far more so than Gretzinger, for instance. Or Charlie Menocal. The thought of the banker's son pulled Bryant up. Should he mention his conviction that Charlie was the instigator of the mischief discussed?
His tone was truculent, and his flushed face indicated that he had already taken too much. "Go away, Menocal," said Monsieur Gilibert, in a voice half soothing, half warning. "I do not wish my guests to be annoyed." But Menocal would not turn away. He put his hand upon Henry's shoulder. "This is a great youth," he said.
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